The Fighter (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 23: The Past Returns

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(Chapter 23)

*Harry's P.O.V*

I pushed my curls farther into my black hoodie as I stepped out of my car. I knew I shouldn't be here but I made Josh a promise and I had to keep it.

Josh is an old friend of mine, well he was an old friend of mine, now were just acquaintances. Josh used to be one of my best mates, he was there way before I even found a passion in fighting. At school it would always be Harry and Josh, or Josh and Harry, we were inseparable.

But when we started high school everything seemed to change. Josh started hanging around with these low lives that I would never give my time of day. I kept asking him why he was hanging around those fuckers, I mean don't get me wrong I wasn't the perfect student in high school either, but these guys just got under my skin. They didn't seem like guys you should be hanging around.

I remember how Josh would always dodge the question with something like 'I don't know' and 'why do you care'. To be perfectly honest at the time I really didn't because Josh would always bring me the stuff I needed so I didn't have to go out of my way to get them.

Yes, I am talking about drugs, but that was then and this is now...

Anyways like I said I never really gave it another thought, until it started getting a bit more serious. Josh would stop coming to school for weeks and every time I saw him he would have a different bruise or black eye. He was always high and his mother was constantly calling us at night to see if he was with me.

The day finally came that I was done with all of Josh's secrets and I wanted some fucking answers.

So I waited outside his house all night the next day and waited for him to leave, luckily he finally did. He was dressed in all black and he had a black backpack slung over his shoulder.

~~~~Flashback~~~~

I watched as Josh ran to his car, throwing the backpack into the passenger seat before getting in. He had a look of worry and panic written all over his face as he zoomed out of the neighborhood.

Should I be doing this? Of course I should Josh needs help and he's my best mate so I'm practically obligated to help him right?

I decided to just go with that before I over think it. I quickly reversed my car and began following Josh out of his neighborhood making sure there was enough distance between us so he didn't know I was following him.

I squinted my eyes a little as Josh pulled up to this abandoned warehouse. We were in the middle of the woods and I was still arguing with myself on whether I should just turn around and get away from this while I still can.

Suddenly, Josh turned his head towards my direction. I quickly ducked down in my seat hoping he didn't see me before peeking up again. He just kept looking around before walking into the warehouse.

Before I knew what was happening I was stepping out of my car. I quickly walked up to the warehouse observing my surroundings. There were cigarettes scattered everywhere and the smell leading up to the warehouse just kept getting worse and worse.

Suddenly I could hear a loud shriek from inside the warehouse and I could recognize that voice easily.

It was Josh.

Without thinking I grabbed the hatch on the warehouse door and pulled it open.

"Josh!" I shouted whilst taking in my surroundings. There were boxes filling up almost the entire place and different black trash bags scattered around. There was a single door on the far left of the room and it had a sign on it that said 'Do Not Enter'.